A Exceptional Artist
A Exceptional Artist desperately desired a stapler that they would often eat. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who assumed it would be entertaining. Bizarrely, a stapler would be the thing that was chosen.
A Exceptional Artist often carried a bat to sit and look at. It is considered to be a fairly unusual operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea is wonderous. Bizarrely, a bat would be the item that was chosen.
A Exceptional Artist desperately wanted a can of Tango that they would sometimes hug. This is certainly a surprising exercise, to my dad, but not to the Artist, who considered it was awesome. Who would have imagined, a can of Tango would be the item chosen.
A Exceptional Artist craved for a painting of a melon that they would occasionally demolish. This could be considered a fairly surprising proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who felt it would be entertaining. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon was the thing that was opted for.
A Exceptional Artist desperately craved for a rubber chicken that they would occasionally eat. This seems a surprising thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who assumed it would be miraculous. Honestly, a rubber chicken is the thing to choose.
A Exceptional Artist wanted a computer that they sometimes smash. This could be considered an exciting action, to you, but not to the Artist, who considered it was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a computer would be the chosen thing.
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